The Whispering Woods
Chapter Eleven
"What the hell?" Bella jumped over the counter and helped her father with Edward. Did he really just faint? The strange twitching scared the fuck out of her. "He isn't wearing a medical bracelet, could it be a seizure?"
"Uh, he should be fine in a few minutes." Charlie did his best to avoid his daughter's questioning gaze.
"What did he say before he…?"
"I didn't catch it."
Bella called bullshit on that but knew better than to push at the moment. Edward needed her; he was more important than her curiosity.
"Edward," she whispered, holding his head on her lap. The shaking stopped, thankfully. "Call for an ambulance and go wet some napkins or towels from behind the counter. He feels like he's burning up."
Edward's dark lashes fluttered until his light green eyes met hers, unfocused and confused. "What happened?"
"You fainted," Charlie grunted, handing his daughter a damp kitchen towel. "Just flat out passed out."
Edward felt his cheeks and the tips of his ears burn, but did his best to ignore Bella's father. "Did I hit my head on the way down? It fucking hurts."
Bella shook her head and probed his temple with delicate fingers. "My dad caught you before you hit the floor."
Was there no end to his embarrassment?
The Chief grunted. "Think he pissed himself, too."
Apparently not.
AN: Remember this is a drabble fic, don't kill me for the number of words. Thanks to MC for her help with this story. Hoping to get some much needed writing time at my local café this week. *crosses fingers* See you Thursday!